EvertonRhys
Knee jerker
I'll write a little bit more. And I beg to you to ignore it if you are a bit open to boredom!
Stuff happens, and none of us is born with a certificate that states we'll have an easy ride in life. I happened to be born in to a strong Irish Catholic family in the early 50's. Not so great if you happen to be gay and experience a diagnosed illness - schizo affective disorder.
It gets to the point where you have to choose a job and I made the wrong choice. The pressure of that job, that illness and that sexuality led me to self medicate with booze. Unfortunately, nothing (and I repeat, nothing) can overcome the power of the mind to make sense of what is happening to you. Eventually, you will seek a conclusion to your problems, and maybe leave loved ones wondering why. They don't deserve it.
No matter how awkward, how intrusive, how unappealing the help is, GET IT.
This is incredible. Thank you for sharing. The words you mention too about being too proud to seek help are especially true. For men it is such a taboo. A friend of mine would only ever talk to me about his depression and it wasn't until I got him in my car and took him to the doctor that he got the help he needed. He went from being stuck in his job seeing no way out, to meeting a girl and going over to Brazil to live with her. From what he tells me, he couldn't be happier.
It's important to remember that recovery may not be so straight forward though. For me, it's been three years or so of treatment and I still have my ups and downs (as you can see from my Friday post!) But the episodes get shorter, and life in between can be a lot more bearable with help. Coming out the other side of bad episodes make you twice the person you were before and there is always every point in continuing to seek what makes you happy.